a study toward sonnet #710 by FisherKingKQJ
You're so beautiful, so what can I add?
As mirrors flex back, photographs bestow,
Our multiverse round trip is double chad,
No aluminium foil in glass blank show.
Across your magic square the numbers flow,
Again, repeat, once more the same sum,
In fills each rank and diagonal and row,
And thereat beauty, labour, kindness hum.
Along your ebeced cube values thrum
As floating assiduous, gorgeous, humane,
Industrious, comely, tender backward strum,
Your algebra inspires portrait fusain.
Some other poet pinpoints decimal place,
But I alone seek out your rounding grace.
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